Quincy Jones
Cel & The Kid (Shook Ones Pt. II Freestyle)
[Intro: Celis & The Kid Hater]
Celis, yeah
Check it
Look what we did, it's finally Cel & The Kid
So when the Rock get together, you already know what it is, shit
We innovators, we greater, something like a grater
You know I'm sharp on the mic let me kick it to Kid Hater, get 'em

Uh, Roxboro stand up!

[Verse 1: The Kid Hater]
I got you stuck off the realness
I wrote this after my dad illness
Keep it a buck with you I'm still sick
Six, six n***a one six
It's acrobatic how my life flipped
I'm hold memories like vice grips
For a minute couldn't write shit
Won't see me sweat I'm cool as icе is
Still chop a rapper up like ISIS
Every bar I writе is priceless
Think about it, I got the price list n***a
When I was nineteen it's like my mind was old
A diamond in a rough, shine and polish my grind was cold
A milli for bail, I need them dice P Dice roll
Hot boy fresh, I'm looking like a new bankroll
But they don't mention us, them n***a won't fame my people infamous
I've been influenced by many men who took fifty cent
And turn them into Gs, nobody just tryna pay the rent
I went in the trench, I hustled crack from a project bench
I stayed in my pocket, I moved more like a Carson Wentz
N***as ride the fence, talk shit, then run and hide
Then try to trick daddy, I tell them n***as that's slip and slide
If life a roller coaster my n***a you know I'm here to ride
Can't nobody label my records Hater don't run with Jive
[Verse 2: Celis]
Never that, hmph
I got it hater, Celis the rapping administrator
Curator of the game, see Celis a renovator
Ain't none hotter, equators, incinerators and incubators
Or even radiators can fuck with this gladiator
Defibrillator, shocking the body or ventilators
Breathing like into the game, n***as are perpetrators
Young prodigy wreaking havoc like I was Mobb Deep
N***a don't sleep, when I'm around don't make a peep
Enemies in my proximity that's in the vicinity
Better show me humility, you n***as ain't shit to me
Bring your whole infantry, I'll break who you sending me
I'm blowing through your extremities just like I'm Yosemite
This ain't no merry melody, but let me warn a brother
I'll make it a hot summer, be careful of what you utter
Yo bitch pussy popping, yeah she giving it all away
Work magic like I'm Penny when I'm taking your heart away
And don't buy her shit, I'm always working to pay less
The first take I skip that and giving your bae less
Will bond together, please pardon the interruption
No discussion, Cel is the one your shorty crushing
One taste of the d and she left you alone
Got you on that BB King shit the thrill is gone
Stop rapping and start praying n***as better atone
Celis on top now and I ain't leaving the throne, n***a
[Outro: Celis]
Yeah, uh-huh
Celis, The Kid Hater
It don't get no realer, hmph
It's the, it's the, it's the Rock, ahh